Intro C13, Collector's Item Hypocrite, yeah You's a Hy-Po-Crite (I'm goin' In) [Verse 1: Fricky] Body of a goddess but her skinny jeans, It don't fit I Kinda like a gal who breaks the law like she Moses Y'all be the minority, you might as well oppose me But if I take her home, She'd be the mama of my own kids So anytime at all, I'd take her out, Photo Shoot The party's at my place, It's goin' down, Golden Stool You gotta know her well to come around, and only few Thinks she the hottest in this town, and only you Don't suspect, you trusted, you loved her readily They say that love is blind, that's the reason why you barely see Homies keep on tellin , you a snake ? n***a lemme be I figured it was gossip and rumor is the enemy Little did I know the Shordy was a thief Little did I know that she wasn't meant to be She never really cared, she was in for the paper Now love is in the air and my dreams turn to vapor [Hook: Felly] They goin' smile up in your face, celebrate when you lose When you fail they jubilate, put the brakes on your moves You be Hy-Pro-Crite, chale you be Hy-Pro-Crite [Hook : Fricky] Repeat [Verse 2: Felly] (Y'all) Now forget Fricky, I'mma tell mine So funny how people wanna sit on my shine I ignore haters, they just waste my time But don't push it yo, you better not cross the line She said she was a fan, better yet a sister If I need a friend, I shouldn't hesitate to jist her She said 'I got your back', She said 'I'd be your spine' But when my spine broke, It was Hasta la Vista He claimed he was my boo, better yet my Romeo He was the model-man, man from the get go 'I go die for you',you that was his motto But all he said was never true, It was just for show Fake shoes, who're you impressing? man, we don't care Just do you 'cuz consequence is for you to bear Yeah, they would stare but the real gem is rare So be you, just be you, n***a [Hook : Felly /Fricky] Repeat Now there is a twist to the story Some would come around when you hit for your glory, got your traitors feeling sorry Had to leave the girl 'cuz my friends told me bullsh** Who apparently, didn't steal(steel) nothing like a goldsmith Wanted proof,huh ?but sadly they're they clue They stab you when you snooze now they're happy you in the news I mean I got my boys back, gladly they are few Like, how you goin' work late and still not carry tools,huh? Anyways, you see I'm pushing weight They really really hate it when they see you doing great You shoulda listen less to what peple say Cuz 9 out of ten, them be Hy-Po-Crites (craze)